Reborn in the Apocalypse: A Commoner's Survival Log

Laughter and cheers filled the air, and songs and dances resounded.

Fireworks lit up the night sky over the entire city.

Because the organizers attached great importance to this event, they even held an official live stream online.

Netizens stayed at home and watched the Children's Day celebration in Changsha, expressing their envy.

Zhou Yang naturally read it as well.

In the video, countless fireworks bloom in the night sky, colorful and dazzling.

Each firework is like a dazzling star, shining with its unique light. They bloom and converge in the night sky, creating beautiful pictures.

Beneath the dazzling fireworks, everyone looked up at the sky, awestruck by the spectacular sight.

Everyone's face is filled with happy smiles.

The children's innocent and carefree smiles instantly calmed the restless hearts of everyone watching the screen, especially those whose hearts had become agitated by the sweltering heat.

Looking at the screen full of fireworks, and then at the clock next to me, it was already 8:57 p.m.

In just over ten minutes, we'll be in hell on earth...

Zhou Yang sighed; there was nothing he could do at that moment.

An hour ago, he went to an internet cafe and used the alternate account he had used to post about the earthquake to post a warning that a major earthquake was going to happen in Changsha tonight. However, it was deleted in less than ten minutes and the account was banned.

Now, all he can do is sit in front of the screen and watch silently.

Time passed by, and soon it was 9:13.

In the live stream, the fireworks display continued, and people were still celebrating.

Suddenly, a large flock of birds flew over people at high speed, without any formation, not like a migration, but more like a hasty escape.

Just as everyone was wondering what was going on, a huge cracking sound came from below the square. The ground beneath their feet suddenly split open in the middle, and the crack quickly spread to both sides. The huge stage collapsed in the blink of an eye.

People on the stage and those on the crack who couldn't escape in time fell into the crack instantly.

Screams erupted across the square. Before anyone could react, another violent tremor shook the ground, knocking countless people to the ground. Countless cracks appeared again, and the surrounding skyscrapers began to collapse one by one.

At this moment, the heavens and earth collapsed! Mountains wept and cities perished!

Just moments before, the city was a bustling metropolis teeming with people and vibrant with life; in the blink of an eye, it was all buried underground, leaving only ruins and scorched earth.

In the shaky footage, large swathes of buildings collapsed, and laughter and joy instantly turned into heart-wrenching screams.

The once lively barrage of comments suddenly fell silent, and it took a long time before anyone posted a few more.

[Holy crap! There really was an earthquake?! How's Changsha?! Huh? Are there any Changsha residents here? Are you all okay?]

My God! My brain has completely shut down! I hope Changsha is alright! (Praying hands in prayer)

This is definitely not a small earthquake! My God! How many people must have died (tears welling up) (lighting candles)

I have relatives in Changsha. My parents are trying to call them, but they can't get through. (crying)

I'm from Changsha, but I'm studying at a university in another city. I don't know how things are at home, and I can't get through to my parents on the phone. I'm so worried! (crying)

"I just had an earthquake here too! The whole building was shaking, and chandeliers even fell down! It scared me to death! I'm hundreds of kilometers away from Xingcheng! If the earthquake was this strong here, how big must the earthquake be in Xingcheng?!"

"Holy crap! My house just shook too! My God! And I'm in Gangdu! Gangdu!"

After wobbling for a few minutes, the camera finally collapsed and lost signal.

The entire live stream screen went dark, with only the viewers' comments continuing.

Zhou Yang sighed, turned off the live stream, and was just about to check the situation on other websites when he suddenly felt the ground shake.

Pea scurried nervously to his feet, pressed against his calf, and dared not move.

Zhou Yang knew that this was the aftershock of the Xingcheng earthquake. He was far away, so at most the ground would shake.

So, quite calmly, I picked up Pea and lay down on the sofa, stroking her fur while waiting for the tremors to subside.

After the tremors subsided, Zhou Yang put down the peas and got up to go online again.

By this time, news of the earthquake in Changsha was already widespread on major websites, and everyone was discussing tonight's quake. Those with relatives in Changsha tried to contact them, but very few were actually reached.

The official central government account also released an update 10 minutes after the earthquake: A massive 9.6-magnitude earthquake struck Changsha at 9:13 p.m. Currently, contact with the Changsha government is temporarily unavailable, but the central government has immediately dispatched troops for rescue operations.

Local governments in many places have also begun to organize rescue efforts and opened donation channels.

Zhou Yang donated 10,000 yuan to the official rescue team on Baijishan side, and then contacted the rescue convoy there to inform them that he had a truckload of supplies to donate, and left his phone number and warehouse address for picking up the goods.

After finishing all that, Zhou Yang finally had the time to continue browsing the latest news from Star City, when he suddenly saw a trending topic on the Star City survivors' hot list.

It turns out that a high school senior boy had taken the earthquake posts online to heart. Two days ago, he dragged his parents to the countryside, dozens of kilometers away from the city. Tonight, after reading the warning post, he dragged his parents and grandparents to the most open threshing ground in the village and stayed there all night.

At first, his family was ridiculed. He was unsure of himself and wondered what if it was true. So he confidently kept persuading other villagers, and eventually a few families brought their stools and came out together.

When the earthquake actually struck, he was terrified. Many old houses in the village collapsed, including his maternal grandfather's house. Countless villagers were buried under the rubble, and many even died on the spot.

The families in the threshing ground were mostly unharmed, suffering only minor injuries at most. They are currently working hard to rescue the survivors, but due to a lack of tools, they can only move the grain bit by bit by hand.

The poster concluded by thanking the kind person who warned others online, and had originally intended to tag them, but it seems their account has already been banned. Instead, they attached screenshots of two saved blog posts.

Many netizens left messages of blessing under the post, and quite a few people were also talking about how it was a slap in the face.

Zhou Yang was quite gratified after reading the post, because at least some people survived because of it.

He ignored the comments below, left a message of encouragement for the boy's post, and then closed the page.

It wasn't that he didn't care about the aftermath; it was just that he had done all he could, and apart from donating another batch of supplies, there was nothing more he could do.